Romantic Medical Immortal

Chapter 411: Passion Between Man and Woman

Ye Ling’Er held onto Yang Cheng’s arm, affectionately leaning against him.

After strolling for more than an hour, the sky had darkened, and they finally returned to the hotel.

After showering, the two lay on the bed, feeling the scent emanating from each other’s bodies, instantly feeling hot and completely sleepless.

When Ye Ling’Er closed her eyes, all she could think about was the scene of her kissing Yang Cheng back and forth on the bed yesterday.

She proactively leaned towards Yang Cheng, her small hand climbing onto his chest, gently stroking.

"Stop it! If you keep teasing me and I react, I wonder what you’ll do."

Yang Cheng quickly grabbed her mischievous hand.

"Then I’ll help you relieve it; after all, I’ve helped you before and even absorbed your essence."

Ye Ling’Er’s cheeks flushed slightly, then she snake-like seductively stuck to Yang Cheng’s body, whispering in his ear, "I’ve been feeling uncomfortable in my belly lately, perhaps because the Elixir Embryo isn’t stable yet. I should probably have some more of your essence."

The woman’s fragrance filled his nostrils, her soft body clung tightly to him, causing Yang Cheng’s brain to buzz as a surge of lust burned within him.

Last night, he was tormented by Ye Ling’Er into a burning desire, and now he couldn’t withstand any teasing; she even boldly invited him.

Yang Cheng suddenly flipped, pinning Ye Ling’Er beneath him, his scorching gaze locking onto her as he gritted his teeth, "Little witch, you asked for this, so don’t cry for mercy later."

"I won’t! Mm..."

Ye Ling’Er hadn’t finished speaking before her cherry lips were blocked by Yang Cheng.

His kiss was dominant, his tongue prying open her lips, delving in, enticing her dainty tongue, drawing out her fluids.

As the kiss ended, both were breathless, their tender lips flushed red from the kiss, Ye Ling’Er’s beautiful eyes glistening with moisture, appearing to have been thoroughly bullied.

Yang Cheng couldn’t resist this temptation and suddenly, his lower body stood erect, directly pressing against Ye Ling’Er’s body.

Her cheeks rosy, she bravely reached down, grasping the scorching, rigid mighty dragon, her soft hands gently manipulating it a few times.

"Hmm~~ why has it grown bigger again!"

Ye Ling’Er moaned softly, one hand couldn’t hold the enormous object completely, so she had to use both hands, first relieving him with her small hands for a while.

Yang Cheng naturally wouldn’t stay idle, then pulled down her nightgown strap, allowing that pair of soft white rabbits to jump out instantly.

Ye Ling’Er’s supple chest naturally wasn’t as voluptuous as Ye Xixue’s, but the shape was perfect, the pink buds slightly perky, enticing Yang Cheng to reach out and flick it.

"Ah... You’re so naughty!"

Ye Ling’Er’s body trembled violently, shooting him a glare.

Yang Cheng chuckled mischievously, his nimble fingers lightly caressing and teasing her buds, stimulating her to pant and moan.

"Hmm hmm hmm~ So comfortable, so itchy!"

Ye Ling’Er couldn’t help but twist her slender waist, her long jade legs slightly parted, starting to grind against his mighty dragon, each touch of the scorching heat made her body involuntarily tremble.

Watching those gradually blooming buds, Yang Cheng leaned down and enveloped them, his nimble tongue continuously sucking.

"Ah... Stop it, too stimulating, mm~"

Ye Ling’Er hurriedly reached out to push him, her legs also began to struggle.

Yang Cheng hurriedly pinned her down, his mighty dragon coincidentally pressing against the tender area between her legs, having lost the caress of her small hand, he began gently nudging, soothing his desire through the thin fabric.

But he was clear-headed, knowing now he absolutely couldn’t destroy Ye Ling’Er’s body.

"Mm hmm~~ So comfortable, I really want it, please help me!"

Ye Ling’Er spoke softly, her voice resembling that of a cat in heat.

Yang Cheng lifted his head and kissed her enchanting red lips once more, simultaneously letting his large hand slide down her ample bosom, tracing downwards, his fingertips slightly brushed with honey-liquid.

His nimble fingers pressed and kneaded, gradually probing in, slowly beginning to move.

"Mm mm..."

Ye Ling’Er couldn’t help but moan softly, her waist shifting to actively accommodate Yang Cheng’s movements.

She didn’t know what true love felt like, but Yang Cheng used only his hand to give her unprecedented pleasure. If they truly crossed swords and engaged, it would be unbelievably comfortable.

It is said that the larger a man’s part is, the more comfortable a woman feels, and the longer the time, the more precious it becomes. And Yang Cheng excelled in both these aspects.

No wonder so many women liked Yang Cheng; Fang Ling even acted wantonly in bed, completely shedding her usual reserved and pure demeanor.

After their embrace finished, Ye Ling’Er was thoroughly immersed in desire, delightful moans spilling from her mouth, "Mm... So comfortable, faster, please faster!"

Yang Cheng was burning up, almost completely overcome by lust himself, needing to relieve her first.

His hand moved faster, echoing the slick sounds in the air, as the honey-liquid grew increasingly abundant, constantly splattering out with his frenzied movements.

"So fast, I’m about to reach it, ah ah ah..."

With Ye Ling’Er’s high-pitched screams, her body shivered violently as if electrified, the honey-liquid sprayed out like raindrops, splashing onto Yang Cheng’s face.

"Hiss... You’ve got so much fluid, did I make you feel this good with just my hand?"

Yang Cheng laughed teasingly, smearing all the honey-liquid from his hand onto Ye Ling’Er’s body.

Ye Ling’Er’s pretty face was blushing, panting heavily, her fair complexion exhilaratingly flushed from the intense stimulation.

"Hate it!"

She pouted in annoyance, not expecting her reaction to be this strong, it was mortifying.

"We agreed you would help me, but in the end, I’m serving you."

Yang Cheng’s large hand kneaded her soft bosom, positioning the mighty dragon in front of her.

Ye Ling’Er just recovered from the lingering pleasure, opened her eyes to see the enormous object.

"Weren’t you going to absorb the essence? Hurry and help me suck it out."

Yang Cheng urged, longing desperately for release.

Ye Ling’Er got up from the bed, sat astride him, bent down to encompass the might with her cherry lips, but only managed to take in half as her mouth was already stretched wide.

Her technique was quite unrefined, only able to awkwardly suck a few times, her saliva dribbled from the corners of her mouth.

"So big! I can’t swallow it!"

Ye Ling’Er spat it out, furrowed her brow in complaint, "Why did you grow so big, it’s about to break my mouth."

"You were the one who seduced me, too late to regret it now."

Yang Cheng pressed down her head, making Ye Ling’Er take it in, her mouth emitting plaintive whimpers, raising her beautiful eyes to glare at him.

Previously Ye Ling’Er had orally pleased Yang Cheng, soon finding her groove, her small hand holding the might, slowly licking and sucking.

"Phew phew!"

Feeling the intense tingling from below, Yang Cheng sighed in satisfaction, finally achieving some relief.